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“They told me I couldn’t see him, that no one
is allowed in there while we are at port,” she answered.

“Why did you want to see him?” Zor
questioned, wondering if she still had feelings for him, but hoping
she didn’t because he had no clue what he would do without her.

“I wanted to tell him I was going to press
charges against him,” she answered.

“I can make sure the message gets to him once
we get out into space again, you don’t need to concern yourself
with him anymore,” Zor returned and kissed her lips quickly but
aggressively. “I’ll see you at lunch,” he added as he walked
through the sliding door.

Emily felt as if Zor was hiding something
from her, but she didn’t know what. Truth was her mind was clouded
by the desire she still had for him. She wasted her time to go down
and chew out Jeremy when she could have been up here making love to
Zor, and she didn’t even get to chew out Jeremy so it wasn’t even
worth it.

She wished she had never went down to the
holding cell, she wondered why she needed to tell him she was in
love with Zor so badly. The truth was, it didn’t even need to be
Jeremy, she just needed to tell someone, but she wasn’t ready to
tell Zor, she didn’t want to tell him until she knew how he
felt.

She set the alarm she had on the phone Henry
gave her and laid down for a nap before lunch with Zor. She had a
really long, exhausting day at work. That and Henry’s drink had
affected her just as bad as a few straight shots of rum would.

Chapter Eleven

 

Emily opened her eyes and found herself alone
once again. This was three days in a row now that Zor made
passionate love to her for hours after her work shift, held her
until she fell asleep in his arms, then he would slip out of bed
before she woke. She knew she would see him later that evening, but
she missed waking up in his arms.

She sat up which caused something to fall off
the bed. She leaned over and reached down to pick up a thin box
about six inches long. She sat back up on the bed and opened the
box. She found a thin, gold chain necklace with a beautiful topaz
stone encircled by tiny diamonds. It was gorgeous and looked very
expensive. It matched the topaz earrings he had given her two days
ago.

She frowned. She didn’t care about the gifts,
although they were beautiful and sweet. All she needed and wanted
was him. She placed the box on the side table and got up to go take
a shower. Yesterday he had sent her flowers at work. The girls,
Henry, and some of her customers had teased her about it.

*****


Girl, you must be doing something right
in bed if the man is sending you flowers,” Sarn commented, leaning
forward to take a whiff of the beautiful bouquet of red star
lilies.

Emily smiled as she sat her flowers on the
bar. Jeremy had never done anything like this for her in all the
years they had been together. Of course she probably would have
paid for them so would that had really counted. Zor made her feel
desired, admired, and worshipped. Looking at the beautiful flowers
made her realize she hadn’t done anything to show him how much she
cared.

She wasn’t ready to tell him she loved him
yet, but the time was getting closer to do that. She wasn’t sure
what was holding her back. Maybe she was afraid she was rushing
into another relationship too soon after Jeremy. The thought of
Jeremy put a frown on her face. She still didn't have the closure
she needed from Jeremy. She wanted to close the chapter on that
once and for all.


Are you going to show him your
appreciation later?” Talia asked with a wink.

Emily blushed. She never knew what to say
when it came to her and Zor. “Yeah, I’ll thank him as soon as I see
him.”


A good blow job should do the trick,”
Talia offered as she picked up her tray of drinks and went about
her business.

*****

Today’s necklace was another gift she knew
would not be the last. He had given her so much, and all she had
given him in return was nothing but trouble. She needed to do
something special for him for a change.

She showered and changed, getting ready for
her shift. She left the quarters she shared with Zor and headed
toward the bar. She was starting her shift early tonight because
she wanted to get off early. She had a surprise planned for
Zor.

“Hey, honey, you look well rested this
evening,” Henry called out to her as she walked into the bar.

“Thanks, Henry. What would you like for me to
do first this evening?”

“Could you wipe down all the tables before
the early crowd gets here?”

“Sure.” Emily worked on getting the bar
prepped for service. When the first customers of the night entered
the doors, she was ready for them.

*****

A couple of hours later, Zor strolled through
the doors of the bar. His eyes searched the room immediately for
Emily. He didn’t find her anywhere. Was she in the back? He
approached the bar.

“Hey, Henry.”

“Good evening, Captain. What can I get
you?”

“A beer is fine. Where is Emily?”

Henry gave him a smirk. “You can’t go five
minutes without thinking about the female, can you?”

Zor didn’t respond to Henry’s jab. He took a
swig of his beer. “Where is she?”

“Easy, Captain, she came in early tonight and
asked to leave early.”

Zor felt the air leave his body. What if she
was trying to go to the brig again? He had to find her so he could
explain.

Zor got up and headed out of the bar. He made
quick work to get to down to the brig, but the guard he had posted
on that floor said it had been really quiet all day and he hadn't
seen Emily that evening.

He then headed to his quarters, worried she
might be sick. She was human and frailer than the other species on
board. Zor was determined to take better care of her.

He arrived to their quarters and found it
empty as well.
Where the hell was she?
Then he saw a note on
the edge of the bed, surrounded by the petals from the flowers he
had sent her earlier. The note read:

 

Meet me in the observatory, Em.

 

He dropped the note, leaving his quarters.
The observatory was a circular room on the other end of the ship
where half the wall was made out of curved glass-like material that
was see-thru. The crew and passengers used this room to look out
into space unobstructed, which was why they called it the
observatory. The clear wall was curved left to right and from the
bottom of the floor up to the ceiling. It protruded a little from
the side of the ship so when you looked up or down, you saw nothing
but open space and stars. He wondered why she wanted to meet
there.

*****

Emily paced the observatory, feeling anxious
and nervous. She had wanted to find them a place they had yet to
spend time in, somewhere romantic. If they been back on the
previous outpost, she would have taken him back up to the hilltop
where they had first made love.

She had gone to the observatory once before
with her friends from the bar for a break. She thought it was
unique how the walls, floor, and ceiling were completely see-thru
and overlooked outer space. She looked down and saw a planet they
were passing by. The view was very romantic and that was the
atmosphere she was going for. She heard the door whoosh open and
turned around. Zor stood at the entrance, regarding her with
curiosity and concern.

“Are you okay? You left work early and I was
worried that you might be sick.”

She smiled as she approached him. She had on
a red robe that came down to her knees. She fidgeted with belt.
“I’m fine. I just wanted to do something nice for you for a
change.”

Zor looked around the room as he entered. No
one else was there, it was only the two of them. He noted a blanket
spread out on the glass floor with a basket sitting on top. “We’re
having a picnic here?”

“Yes. It’s romantic.” She walked past him and
set the lock code to the door. She had to bribe one of the crew to
show her how to do it. The crewman wanted her to put in a good word
with Talia in hopes of getting her to agree to go on a date with
him.

Talia was a hard one to get close to and she
was extremely hard on the men she dated. Emily often tried to get
her to talk about herself. She had opened up a little once, telling
Emily about a boyfriend she had when she was just a teenager. He
had convinced Talia to leave home when she was only
sixteen-years-old. When Emily tried to get her to say more about
it, Talia closed up about the whole thing. She worried about Talia
and would continue to try to get her friend to open up, but tonight
was all about her and Zor.

Zor watched her as she locked the door,
dimmed the lights lower, and headed around the room slowly. She
stopped at the furthest point out and turned his way.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“You have given me such a beautiful picnic on
the grassy hilltop under the bright blue sky. I want to give you
something more, I want to give you the stars.” She unhooked the
belt of the robe and wiggled her arms until the robe slid off,
revealing what she was wearing beneath.

Zor’s breath caught at the sight of her
before him. She wore a traditional Aquadratic female mating outfit.
It was a black bustier with lace cups, holding up her breasts,
which were clearly visible through the material. It was strapless
and it cinched at her tiny waist. Lacey material also covered her
mound. She wore no shoes as was custom on his home world. She was
hoping she did everything right, she was told this was the way the
Aquadratic women showed their men they accepted that they belonged
to them. She wanted to do that with Zor. She wanted him to know she
accepted that she belonged to him. She felt she did to her very
soul.

Emily waited for him to say something or to
even approach, but he remained glued to the spot looking at her up
and down. She looked down and noticed he was fully aroused so some
of her nervousness faded away. She just needed to get them both
moving.

She walked up to him feeling more confident
with each step. His eyes had glazed over with desire. It gave her a
boost in bravery. She stopped within an arm’s reach from him.

“Emily,” his voice croaked. His desire and
emotions were raging and he was struggling to keep them in control
so he didn’t scare her off. She had never really taken the
initiative before and this was turning him on big time.

She started to unhook his shirt buttons. She
pushed the material away from his body, trailing her fingers along
his skin. Goose bumps spread across his body and she smiled. She
had no idea Aquadratics could get goose bumps too. He seemed more
sensitive to her touch as well. Human males didn’t shudder when
their nipples were teased. It wasn't an erogenous zone for them.
However, Zor shook immediately when she scraped her nails over top
of his extended tips. She couldn’t resist leaning forward and
taking a nipple into her mouth.

“Oh yeah,” Zor moaned with his approval.

She lavished him with her tongue while
trailing her hands down to the waist of his pants. She deftly
unsnapped his buttons, pushing the material down a little bit. He
popped from them unencumbered. She released his nipple and kissed
her way down his chest, across his well-defined abs, and finally
stopped as her face brushed against his manhood.

Emily went down to her knees and helped him
remove his boots. She tossed them to the side, then she finished
removing his pants. She looked up at him with hooded eyes. He was
the most beautiful man she had ever seen. She didn’t care that he
wasn’t human, all that mattered was that he was hers.

“You don’t know what you do to me,” Zor
mumbled with a sexy voice, staring down at her. It was an odd and
thrilling experience to see her on her knees with the stars all
around them.

“The same thing you do to me,” she replied.
Then she took him into her mouth.

“Fuck!”

Chapter Twelve

 

Zor shook with need as he tried to stand
still for Emily. It was hard and that wasn’t just in reference to
his dick. The woman undid him from the inside out. Her mouth was a
warm sucking tunnel of bliss. He knew she was relatively
inexperienced and hadn’t done much with her ex, but damn if she
didn’t know exactly what she was doing with that wicked tongue of
hers. Emily tightened her lips around his member suctioning him
hard.

“I’m not going to last long like this,” he
panted, gently gripping her hair, being careful not to pull on her.
He was long and thick, he could choke her if he wasn’t careful.

She didn’t stop with her ministrations. She
lifted her hand and squeezed his ball sack gently but firmly with
one hand. She let her fingers tickle his skin until it puckered.
With her other hand, she moved to squeeze and massage his ass. This
helped to keep him in the exact position she wanted him to be in.
She took his shaft as far down her throat as she could without
gagging. Talia told her all males loved being taken deep in the
back of a woman’s throat. It was tricky and probably take some
practice for Emily to become comfortable with it.

Zor was much bigger than what she was used
to. She had only done this one time before for Jeremy because he
begged her to. He made her feel incompetent and she didn’t enjoy
it, so neither of them offered to repeat the experience. It was
different with Zor—everything was different with Zor.

Zor made her feel beautiful and sexy. That’s
why she asked the girls at the bar for advice on how to please him.
She wanted to please him more than anything. Her friends had been
very open about it and she only blushed through half of the
conversations they had shared.

Talia was the most verbal and she gave useful
tips that were specific to Aquadratic men. Talia had told her what
she should wear to get the best reaction from Zor. She also shared
her own experiences with both human males and Aquadratics and then
explained the sexual differences. It was very interesting to say
the least, especially when she was told about the one thing that
Talia said would make the Aquadratic males completely lose control
and know the female claimed them as their own.

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